Chapter 112: The Strangeness of Awakening

"Where is this...... Why does my head hurt so much......"

Xia Qi was like a victim who had fallen into the deep sea and was about to suffocate to death, and when he had just recovered his consciousness, he suddenly opened his eyes and gasped with difficulty. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Doctor! Come and see, my son...... My son is awake! ā€

Seeing Xia Qi open her eyes, the middle-aged woman who was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed suddenly stood up excitedly, and then ran out of the ward screaming.

"Is this a hospital?"

Xia Qi didn't see clearly until this time, it turned out that he was lying on the hospital bed, with a lot of tubes inserted all over his body that he didn't know what purpose they were.

The sound of the instrument "ticking and ticking" kept coming from the side, and he felt a burst of irritability in his heart.

"Hospital? Why am I in the hospital? ā€

Xia Qi couldn't help but fall into the memories, but found that his memories seemed to be turned into fragments, patched together in a haphazard manner, and every time he tried to remember what had happened before, his head would hurt like an explosion, and he couldn't remember it at all.

Unable to exert any strength at all, he tried to sit up from the hospital bed, but failed several times.

I don't know if it was the tubes that stuck in his body that prevented him from moving, or if it was because he had been in a coma for so long that his body was too weak.

His mouth was as dry as if he had been roasted by fire, and he wanted to have a glass of water brought to him, but even though he tried his best to shout, his voice was so small that he could barely hear it.

At this moment, the middle-aged woman who had gone out before and an older doctor hurriedly walked in from outside.

After the doctor came, he used something like a flashlight to shine a picture of his pupils, and then ran to look at a few instruments, and then said with some excitement:

"It's a miracle that I was able to wake up from such a traumatic brain trauma.

However, after lying in bed for so long, relying on the nutrient solution body functions, the muscles have atrophied to a large extent in all aspects, and it is very difficult to recover in the future. ā€

"My son will definitely recover, he will definitely be able to ......"

The woman didn't know if it was because she was excited, and she was already crying silently at this time.

Xia Qi listened blankly, without any waves in his heart at all, as if the people and things these two people talked about had nothing to do with him at all.

In the days that followed, there would always be nurses in the ward, either giving him injections or giving him fluids.

And in addition to these, it was the middle-aged woman who was with him all the time, and often cried when she talked about it.

He couldn't remember who this woman was, and he seemed to have some impression of her in his memory, but he didn't dare to think about it.

His body was still very weak, and he often fell into a coma for some reason, and every time he fell asleep, his disorganized memories seemed to be slightly restored.

But when he woke up and thought about it, he almost screamed when he still felt pain.

I can't remember exactly how many days he had been in this room.

Only one thing that started to change was that he was finally able to eat something, although only very little at a time, and he still felt a feeling of bloating after eating.

As time passed, he gradually remembered something through the words of the middle-aged woman and the slow recovery of his memory.

His name is Xia Qi, his family is from Bei'an City, his father is a small clerk in the career establishment, and his mother is a teacher. In addition to them, there is also a grandfather who is chattering with gods every day and makes him very annoying.

And during the long time he was sober, his family members came to see him very frequently.

Most of the time, though, his mom stayed in the hospital to take care of him.

As for why he was in the hospital, it was because three years ago, after receiving his school acceptance letter, he asked a few friends to go to dinner together, but he drank a little too much that day, and as soon as he came out of the restaurant, he was hit by a speeding car and flew out.

Not only did he have multiple fractures all over his body, but he also underwent craniotomy because of the severity of the head injury, and as a result, he slept for almost three years.

And during this time, the family almost spent all their savings to see a doctor for him, just hoping that he would wake up one day.

But a month passed, a year passed, two years passed.

Whether his family can wake up or not also goes from expectation to hope, from hope to despair, and then to the habit after despair, until he really wakes up.

It's just that he doesn't know why, he always feels that all this is so unreal, he always feels that the truth is not like this.

But he couldn't be sure, because the vague memory in his mind was also ethereal and unreal for him now.

Originally, he had been at home all the time, but because of his father's mistake, he fell out of bed, so he was sent to the hospital for treatment.

But apparently, it was a blessing in disguise, perhaps it was because he fell from the bed and concussed his head that he was able to wake up from a vegetative state.

Because the hospitalization fee was too expensive, he was picked up from the hospital by his family after he was able to eat something.

His grandfather lived on the opposite side of his house, and there was no one in sight during the day, only at night he would come to their house for a meal, and by the way, he would complain about him crookedly.

"Now that he's awake, are you happy? But what can he do? What do you say he can do now? You have to serve him in the future! ā€

"Dad! Can you please not always say this, Tianqi is my child, I will take care of him. Besides, the doctors have said that there is still a chance to recover. ā€

Xia Qi's mother put down the chopsticks unhappily and refuted his grandfather.

"Hopefully, you'll sort things out by yourself anyway!"

Xia Qi's grandfather snorted coldly, put on his shoes nonchalantly, and closed the door heavily.

"How can he be like this, Tianqi is also his grandson! Can't he just hope for Tianqi! ā€

Xia Qi's father didn't speak either, but looking at his somewhat trembling hands, it was not difficult to see the anger in his heart.

On the contrary, Xia Qi sat in a wheelchair like a piece of wood, and didn't say a word with an expressionless face, as if he was stupid.

"Tianqi, mom knows that you are also in a hurry to recover, but this requires a process, let's take our time, don't be in a hurry.

Your grandfather is like that, he doesn't speak very well, but after all, he is old, and we don't need to be like him. ā€

"You're all fakes, aren't you?

I'm in a dream, none of this is real. ā€

Hearing Xia Qi say something hoarse, his mother looked at him very puzzled:

"What are you going to say?"

"It's all an illusion, isn't it?"